Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

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Nusku: =3
ChappytheRabbit: I know, idiot Grimmjow. D= Note to self, never mistake Ichigo for a girl.
MasterAkira: Kenpachi is a little creepy, but that’s all part of his appeal! But either way, Grimmjow got the girl, er, guy.
Vera: I really like GrimmIchi…I think it’s a perfect love/hate/rough pairing.
Yakumo: Aw, but Ichi, you are fucking his big dick! Or rather, it’s fucking Ichigo.

Pairing: Isshin x Ichigo

Summary: Incest warning! It’s not something I’m really into so I tried to not make a fetish out of it…

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri.

Lullaby

Ichigo sometimes wondered which personality really was Isshin. The goofball who couldn’t take a hint if it hit him upside the head, multiple times, or the serious shinigami whom kicked ass and took names.

Ichigo didn’t like either of them. The serious Isshin would sometimes stare at Ichigo in ways that made his skin crawl and the hair rise up on the back of his neck. The goofy Isshin was touchy feely and didn’t mind pinning Ichigo down and hugging him within an inch of his life.

But Ichigo liked the personality that nobody else got to see. The one the gently cupped the back of his head and brought their mouths together when Karin and Yuzu were sleeping.

Ichigo moaned and opened his mouth to accept Isshin’s tongue and shivered as Isshin stroked his bare stomach. Ichigo didn’t sleep in clothes anymore and it made him very thankful that Rukia no longer slept in his closet.

“Isshin.” Ichigo whispered as Isshin finally pulled away from him and smiled.

“It’s okay Ichigo.”

He buried his head against Isshin’s strong chest as rough fingers trailed down his back to rub at his entrance. Ichigo shivered and inhaled sharply as he was stretched open, shifting in discomfort and biting his lower lip to stifle the whine that crept from his throat. Isshin’s mouth moved over his shoulder and he made a face at the rough beard that scraped his skin.

“Lean back.”

Ichigo shifted and lied down on his back, lifting his legs and holding his knees up with his hands. Isshin ghosted his fingers over Ichigo’s smooth thighs and then undid his pants and pushed them down. He apparently wasn’t in a mood to completely remove them which meant this was probably going to be a quickie and not an all nighter like they sometimes did.

“My Ichigo.” Isshin crooned and rubbed his nose against the tender spot under Ichigo’s ears and nibbled on his neck as a distraction. Ichigo shifted and made a face as he was entered. Although he loved having sex with Isshin, there was always discomfort when he was first entered. It wasn’t as bad as the first time, but with quick fucks like this time allowing Ichigo to adjust came second to obtaining pleasure.

Ichigo bit his lower lip and turned his head to the side as Isshin moved faster. Isshin kissed his hair softly and gripped his chin, turning his head so that their lips would meet.

“Hm…” Ichigo clenched his eyes shut and arched his back as pleasure broke through his body in waves. The grip he had on his knees he was still holding up slipped and he groaned at the change in position.

“Oh?” Isshin smiled and grabbed Ichigo’s legs, forcing them up even farther until he was almost bent in half and let them rest in the crook of his elbows.

“Isshin…” Ichigo gasped out and shuddered as his prostate was pressed against. The fast pace was already making him near his peak and he wanted it to last, but that was impossible when Isshin was sucking on his neck and stroking Ichigo’s erection in time with his thrusts.

“I’m coming!” Ichigo warned but it was already too late. A well placed thrust made his groin tighten and his body jerk as he came, his orgasm covering his chest and Isshin’s hand.

Isshin milked all of it out of him skill fully and then returned his attention to pounding as hard as he could into him. Ichigo’s post-orgasmic body was over sensitive and protested the abuse but all Ichigo did was sigh and shift to find the most comfortable position.

At times when they had been at it for awhile then Isshin would pull out and finish himself off by hand, but when it was just a quick fuck then it wasn’t going to be long anyways. Sometimes Isshin finished first and he would suck Ichigo off, but Ichigo was still new to sex and so he got off a lot quicker then Isshin.

With a grunt, Isshin’s mouth at Ichigo’s neck dug his teeth in and Isshin snapped his hips, forward. Ichigo squirmed as he was filled with Isshin’s climax and made a face. He didn’t like the sensation of so much warm, slimy fluid inside of him and he wished that he had asked Isshin to wear a condom this time, or to as least pull out.

Isshin slumped over him with his limp dick still inside of Ichigo’s ass. Ichigo gave a long suffering sigh and rolled Isshin off of him, grimacing in discomfort when he slipped out. He scooted to the edge of Isshin’s bed and swung his feet, standing gingerly. Isshin reached out and grabbed his arm, trying to tug him back down.

“Stay, Ichigo.”

“I’m going to take a shower and I have school in the morning.” Ichigo protested. “Yuzu will come to wake me up.”

Isshin grumbled and tugged him again. “So wake up early and go back to your bed.”

“I’m not going to mess up my sleep schedule because you want a warm body next to you.”

The grip on his arm tightened and he was yanked back onto the bed where Isshin pinned him, staring down at Ichigo seriously.

“You are more to me then just a warm body.”

“I know that.” Although sometimes Ichigo wondered. “I really do need to take a shower.” Isshin let him go and then followed him to the bathroom after shedding the clothes he still had on.

“The shower isn’t big enough.”

“We’ll just have to stay really close.”

Ichigo didn’t know why he put up with this guy.

They stood in the shower with Isshin spooning the back of Ichigo’s petite frame and getting most of the water himself. Isshin was only four inches taller at his 6’ 1” frame to Ichigo’s 5’9”, and they fit together perfectly. Isshin liked to rest his head on Ichigo’s and took his time washing Ichigo, his fingers dipping in the hidden spots and ghosting over the sensitive areas.

Ichigo was almost asleep as he allowed Isshin to hold him up and clean him thoroughly. A little too thoroughly as Isshin’s fingers slid into Ichigo’s entrance, making Ichigo shift and squirm.

“Isshin…” Ichigo moaned in protest but Isshin soothed him with a gentle kiss. Ichigo was turned around and pressed against the slightly cold bathroom wall and inhaled sharply as he was entered again.

This time it was a lot gentler, but still just as quick. There was no sound in the bathroom except for the running water and the occasional gasp and whimper from Ichigo before finally there was a soft cry of relief followed by a grunt.

Isshin dutifully cleaned Ichigo up yet again as well as drying him off before tucking him into bed. Ichigo murmured something sleepily and Isshin stared down at him with a fond smile. He smoothed Ichigo’s damp hair down and leaned down to kiss Ichigo on the lips before pulling away and regretfully leaving.

Someday, when Yuzu and Karin were off on their own, they would be able to sleep together every night and they wouldn’t have to worry about keeping their private lives private, even within the privacy of their own home. This was Isshin’s dream, and he hoped it was Ichigo’s as well but he knew that it was a wishful thing full of fantasies, just like a softly sung lullaby.

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Right, so how did I do? I tried to do it tastefully and I hoped that I succeeded. Please review!

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